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Chapter Three: The Saint & The Sinner (Part Two).

When I opened the door, there sat a woman at a beautiful mahogany desk. She lifted her head instantly, and I was met with what looked like the complete opposite of James. She looked like an angel, and was just as beautiful.

Her hair was a deep shade of rich brown, almost black and it was pulled up in an elegant ponytail, leaving out her straight bangs and a few strands at the sides. She had big green eyes and a full mouth that curled upwards to smile at me.

"Well, Isabella Swan! How nice it is to finally meet you. I've been looking forward to this interview. Please, do take a seat," she told me, indicating the comfy looking stool in front of her lovely desk. It looked antique, perfect for a book store.

As I let my eyes wander through Angela's office, I noticed it was beautiful. The walls were painted a delectable shade of taupe, which was a divine combination with the dark wood of the furniture. There was also a very nice chest of drawers, behind the table Angela was sitting at. A laptop adorned the desk, as well as a fancy glass lamp.

"Thank you, it's also very nice to meet you as well, Miss Weber," I politely said to her.

I noticed that Angela had made me feel completely at ease. I was under the impression that she was the saint in this place; too good for the other people in this world as well. I could also make a guess based on appearances that James could easy be the sinner in that scenario. The two of them looked like two complete opposites. He seemed to be a rough guy, with his tattoos and long blond hair. All that while Angela looked sweet, calm and collected. Innocent even. I wondered if they were a couple…

"Please, call me Angela. Well, Isabella… To get straight to the point, I have to say I am more than pleased to have someone applying for a job that has a degree in English Lit!" she admitted to me.

I felt my smile grew wider as she seemed very positive about me. For the first time, I actually had a good feeling about an interview. "It could be very logical, Angela. I love books and I couldn't be a day without one of them, which has been a pattern for years since I was a little girl. Reading before I went to sleep, when I was waiting somewhere… It grew on me. And yes, I am a book nerd, as they would say." I repressed the urge to giggle with that statement.

Angela looked at me, her angelic face angled, looking at some piece of paper that was lying next to her on the desk. Angela –angelic face… What a coincidence. I bet her parents also found her an angel.

"Isabella, for me, this interview has given me the exact information that I needed… already," she smiled and slid the sheet of paper in my direction.
I saw the first words, and I was speechless for about half a minute as I continued to stare at the white sheet in front of me.

'CONTRACT FOR EMPLOYMENT'

I didn't need to read the rest of it… I just smiled and thanked Angela from the bottom of my heart.

"Thank you so much!" I exclaimed with genuine happiness.
"No, I thank you, so when can you start?" Angela asked, rubbing her hands together.
"Uhm… I'd say tomorrow? I don't know, you tell me!" I said to her, still buzzing with joy.

"Tomorrow would be nice. I'll also get you a shirt, a T-shirt and an apron for when you have counter duty at the coffee bar. Let's take a look here and get you your work schedule." She said and clicked some keys on her laptop's keyboard.
"Sure, that would be wonderful," I smiled at her.

She seemed to be reading and then she took a piece of blank paper and a pen and started writing in a very elegant handwriting.
"Normally, you will have coffee duty on Monday from seven-thirty am, until two pm. Then you're done for the day." She smiled. Seven-thirty… that's early! I thought. But then I reconsidered my opinion, because if would be lovely to finish at two in the afternoon on a Monday. That way I can do my grocery shopping then, instead of doing it on Saturdays.

"Okay, that sounds alright." I told Angela who was writing down what she was saying.
"Now, you can always swap shifts with James. But since he is only working part-time, you will be here most of the time together with me." I nodded.

"On Tuesday, you start at eight in the morning and you have just an ordinary shift until four. On Tuesdays, the stock arrives, so it will be a bit more busy than normal. Especially our returning customers know that so they will come to check out the new books and get a cup of coffee. There is usually also a massive amount on students on Tuesday, from noon until about three in the afternoon. But on Tuesdays, James has the early morning shift, so he will be there to help you until his shift ends at two. I'm also still here, so we should have that part covered." I nodded again, clearly not having any problems with the schedule so far.

"Now, you also get a day off besides your weekends. I assume Friday would be nice? That way you'll have a longer weekend?" Angela asked looking up from the schedule she was drawing on the piece of paper.

"Oh, that would indeed be nice! Thank you. But who covers the weekends then? I've seen that it can get quite busy then, also with people who come to get their breakfast and coffee." I asked with genuine interest.
"I have all of that covered, Sweetie." she said waving her hand like it was no big deal.

"I have a helper Saturday and Sunday-mornings until about noon. Then it usually get's calm enough to handle myself. And when I really need help, my husband joins in to help me. That way we're also together. He doesn't mind one bit." Angela's eyes started to gleam as soon as she spoke of her husband. She was young though, to be a married woman. But if she was happy, I guess it didn't matter that much how old she was.

"Well, that's nice that you can work together." I assumed. Angela's smile brightened up the whole room.
"Oh, it certainly is. It's great!" She exclaimed.

We continued working on my schedule, and I was quite pleased with the result. So on Monday, I had the early shift until two pm; Tuesdays would be normal days from eight 'till four pm; Wednesdays were from seven until three-thirty pm and Thursdays would be the longest day of work in the week, working from eight am until six-thirty or seven in the evening. I didn't mind, since Friday would be my day off anyway.

I could now tell you that Angela certainly was a saint, and I completely adored my new boss.

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